energy to even lift myself off the floor let alone cry my heart and soul out over what just occurred.
Was this really my life?
Was this what being married was all about?
Where was the love between husband and wife?
Because this certainly wasn’t love…
For a little while things improved and felt so much better after this incident. Perhaps it was because I would flinch each time, he came near me. I am not sure why, but my husband started to come home with flowers for me and even made an effort to be civil. For a little while the tension in my body and my nerves decided to be still and calm. I actually enjoyed feeling